Marabella's Farm

  Katrina Muller is blown away. Her mother has finally had it. It was enough. Her mother was fed up with her constant warnings from the police, and also her teachers. She had vandalized several things, got high several times, shop lifted several times, and expressed vulgar tastes (AKA: Slut) in every aspect of her life. Ms. Muller has finally had enough of Katrina’s unvarying offenses. Things regular seventeen year olds wouldn’t normally like. Katrina likes girl things, regular things, but she is also attracted to the bad girl vandalism things. The odd mix make her stuck up and snotty and very full of herself. Katrina is sent away to live with her mom’s friends aunt, in a small town in Tennessee’s mountain, on a farm. The exact opposite of Katrina’s ideal living style. There she gets over her perfect life in NYC and finally comes to the realization: Sometimes sparkles and mini skirts don’t matter. Neither do vandalisms. Because in Marabella’s Farm, past things don’t matter. Clean slate. Find out what Katrina does in this exciting novel!

     Excerpt:

          The broken down wooden sign read: Marabella’s Farm in hand painted letters. Marabella’s Farm? What kind of cheesy name is that? I missed my friends, and my miniskirts, and my room. Here I was in this drab place called Marabella’s Farm. Marabella’s Farm. What a stupid name. I, the NYC teen, was degraded to a low life, wheat strand chewing, hillbilly in the Tennessean Mountains. In the stupid almost invisible town, Garland. Which has a grand total of a population at 331. Yeah. Three-hundred-thirty-one. And, I won’t even be living in the town limits. No I’ll be at this stupid Marabella’s Farm.